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King of the Fall Lyrics – The Weeknd

    King of the Fall is a popular rb song by The Weeknd from the album Single. Check words to The Weeknd King of the Fall Lyrics in English below.

    King of the Fall Lyrics – The Weeknd 

    [Verse 1]
    I’m Addy’d up, add it up, I just ate a plate for breakfast
    Put it in a cup, then I mix it up with Texas
    Chest feeling heavy like a midget on my necklace
    Bitches that we came with got all of your bitches jealous (oh!)
    ‘Bout to leave the crib with a couple of my pirates
    Driving by the streets we used to walk through like a triumph
    Mix it in a potion like a science
    That liquid G diet got a nigga so quiet
    ‘Cause the shit so strong, got me feeling like I’m dyin’
    Shit so raw, nothing else can get me higher
    Only time you see me’s when I’m balling with my niggas
    ‘Cause my life too private, my ride too private (oh!)
    My flight too private, my shows so riot
    My jaw so tired, I go all night in my city ’til the fall
    Then it’s time for me to fly her
    I got a girl at home even though she ain’t mine yet

    [Chorus]
    And she gon’ give it up ’cause she know I might like it
    She gon’ give it up ’cause she know I might like it
    She gon’ give it up ’cause she know I might like it
    She gon’ give it up ’cause she know I might like it
    Baby girl, you know what I like
    Baby, you know just what I like
    Baby, you know what I like, like, like, like, like
    [Verse 2]
    Don’t be mad, let her get hers
    Don’t be mad, let her get hers
    She made her own luck, she don’t give a fuck
    She’s tryna have fun, take a break from the love
    Man, your girl so bad, let me get her
    Your girl so bad, let me get her
    I make my own luck, I make that pussy talk
    On call till the fall, he can like it or not, nigga, back the fuck up
    If you ain’t with me, motherfucker, you against me
    If you ain’t complimentin’ nigga, you offendin’
    I’ve been out here last year wasting hella time
    XO is the only time invested
    Them Fall shows every year like a birthday
    And I’ma do it every year in my birthplace
    And I ain’t been this gone since Thursday
    I never said that I’d be sober in the first place

    [Chorus]
    And she gon’ give it up ’cause she know I might like it
    She gon’ give it up ’cause she know I might like it
    She gon’ give it up ’cause she know I might like it
    She gon’ give it up ’cause she know I might like it
    Baby girl, you know what I like
    Baby, you know just what I like
    Baby, you know what I like, like, like, like, like
    [Post-Hook]
    Baby girl, you know what I like
    Baby, you know just what I like, mm

    [Verse 3]
    I just passed that “nigga fell off” stage
    Just sold out the O2 at my own pace
    I can say that I’m attached to nobody
    I’ve been getting paper while these niggas tryna stop me
    Shout my nigga Doc, that’s a mentor
    Had some bad business, nothing personal
    But now that word out that we back
    On some young Quincy Jones, dark skin Michael Jackson
    And these the motherfuckers that they packaged
    Their new shit all be soundin’ like my past shit
    Bring your girl to my show, give her floor seats
    Then she go downtown like she owe me
    XO, XO, XO
    Mix it up, pour it up, take it down slow
    This my sound, nigga, fuck your sound
    Did it from the ground, ask around, bitch
    When I touch down, I’ma shake shit up
    Fuck your new man, I’ma break it up
    He can come back when I go on the road
    But that pussy mine for the next three months
    ’Cause the kid back, kid back, kid back
    Cop ten whips for my niggas when we land
    Queen Street nigga making money overseas
    Had a few more debts, I’ma pay it all in cash
    Shout out XO, shout out to the boy
    Broke bread on tour, man, it’s all love now
    Shout my nigga Stix, doing good in these streets
    Bet he popping more bottles than us right now
    Reason why they stressing, city never sunny
    When the kid come through with more niggas than Apollo
    But ain’t shit funny, can’t nobody stop me
    All my hoes are trained, I make all of them swallow
    [Outro]
    All of them swallow, all of them swallow
    All of them swallow, I make all of them swallow
    All of them swallow, all of them swallow
    All of them swallow, I make all of them swallow
    All of them swallow, all of them swallow
    All of them swallow, I make all of them swallow
    All of, all of, all of them swallow
    All of them swallow, I make all of them swallow

     

    Writer(s): Abel Tesfaye, Carlo Montagnese, Jason Quenneville

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